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Of course, Belboz was just having fun with the poor knight - he was not 100% sure that she would be eaten when handed over. It seemed just as likely the dragon would keep her around for entertainment, or try to collect ransom. But he chuckled as she paled before him. "Oh!" he added as an afterthought. "By the way, your name is Petunia. You are the youngest daughter of the king of Nova. See, it's not just the new body, there are certain perks to being royalty! Not that you'll have a chance to enjoy any of them before sliding down the dragon's gullet."
The poor girl was swaying in place as she considered the direness of her situation.
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Belboz's cold, dead heart was struck with pity at the sight of her helplessness, and he sighed. "Oh, very well. I suppose, before I send you on your way, you deserve a bit more of an explanation."
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"Wait!" she managed to say. "There must be some deal we can arrange. I have a great many resources - name your price!"
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She was much smaller than she had been, but she delivered a swift kick to Belboz's kneecap, and as he buckled, howling in pain, she made for the exit!
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Belboz waved his hands, and she forgot everything about her true self. But he didn't send her off quite yet...
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Belboz waved his hands, and she appeared in the dragon's lair, having forgotten everything about her true self, but still carrying the same fear.
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Belboz waved his hands, and she appeared in the dragon's lair.
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